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Ch.26

Haruhi, Takashi, and the officers all returned to her small apartment. After a long conversation about her father and a few phone calls to social services, they departed and left the couple alone. She disappeared into her father's room for a while and Takashi was just getting comfortable on the couch when she returned. Looking her over once, something about her had changed, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Haruhi sat on the couch next to Mori feeling completely drained. It had been a long night. Technically, night was over. It was almost 2 a.m.

"Takashi, I think you should go home. You still have to go to school and the hosts will miss you."

"What I need to do is be right here with you. School can wait. Don't you have to go to school too?"

"No. I sent in some forms for homeschooling. I've been studying on my own."

...

"Haruhi?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry they don't know where your dad is. It's not very often that a grown man goes missing."

"It's alright. He dresses like a woman a lot. If he was kidnapped... "

She suddenly stopped talking. What happened next surprised him. Haruhi laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm just imagining some huge guy grabbing Ranka and later realizing that it was a dude," her laughter quickly fizzled," but I can't help feeling that something worse has happened."

"Well we already went to the morgue and that body they found was definitely not your father."

"That doesn't mean that he's not rotting in a gutter somewhere or an alley.

"I..."

"Look at us! We're sitting here discussing whether Ranka was kidnapped or rotting in an alley like it's Sunday tea and we're little old women!"

Haruhi jumped up and strolled over to the stove, swinging her hips dramatically. She grabbed the tea kettle and turned around pouting and lowering her head,"Would you like some tea Takashi?"

"What?"

"Would you like some tea?"

"Um, sure Haruhi?"

She gave him a huge smile and grabbed two mugs out of the cabinet, pouring the contents of the kettle in them. With new energy she came back to the couch and handed him a mug. He looked down into it. She had given him nothing more than water. Confused, he took a sip. Yep it was definitely cold water. Haruhi hadn't even raised hers to her lips.

"This is water," It came out more as a question than a statement.

Haruhi's smile turned upside down. Her whole face contorted and she dissolved into tears.

"I didn't..."

"I knew you wouldn't like it!"

"It's... are you alright, you're acting extremely weird right now."

Haruhi drank the whole mug of water and some of Takashi's too," I'm fine. Why do you keep asking me?"

She suddenly stopped crying and got up from the couch. Without saying anything she disappeared down the hallway for the third time that night. Mori was thinking about what to do about Haruhi when he heard a loud thud. Immediately thinking something was wrong, he hurried to where he heard the sound. The only room with a door open was Haruhi's. The room was dark except for a shaft of light from the hallway. In that shaft of light, Haruhi lay on the floor,out cold with a spilled nearly empty bottle of beer next to her.

The only thing she knew was that her head hurt. It hurt a lot. She slowly opened her eyes. Haruhi didn't even remember going to bed. The room was extremely dark almost pitch black. Instantly, she knew that this was not her house. The room was entirely too big. Suddenly, her mouth became extremely wet. That only meant one thing. There was no time to get out of bed. Haruhi lurched over the side of the bed and emptied the contents of her stomach. She was surprised to see a bucket right next to the bed. As her eyes adjusted she sat a glass of water, two ibuprofen, and a protein bar on the nightstand. It's like whoever arranged this knew exactly what would happen when she woke up. Who had arranged this and where was she?

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